Directions

 

He knew her place was off the beaten path, but not by how much.

His navigation app was good, but he was skeptical without more detailed directions, so he called his hostess to have her ‘talk him in’ the last few miles.

He’d turned off the four-lane highway to the two-lane blacktop.

He said, “OK. I just passed CR 3605 so it should be the next turn, right?”

“No. Next is 3603, then 3606.”

“What?”

“And the address number is covered with honeysuckle right now.”

“What?”

“Keep to the right when you see the dead armadillo.”

“Wha…oh. There it is.”